Date: Fri, 29 Oct 2010 03:19:49 -0400
From: Reece Jones
Subject: Reece in Pieces
I don't normally do this sort of thing....ever. I like to write but
I never really found anything I wanted to write about. They say the best
authors write from their own experiences and when I found out about this
site I had to write my story. It may not seem that intensely hot as all
those other stories seeing as nothing ever happened. But it certainly was
hot to me...but I'm getting way ahead of myself.
My name is Reece and I have dark brown hair with natural blonde
highlights. My hair is what separates me from the rest. If I was bald I
would look beyond unattractive. My eyes are a light brown and I'm not buff
but slim. If I actually went to the gym then I'd most likely have a six
pack in a couple weeks but I'm pretty lazy. I'm not hot...but cute. It's
one of the weirdest compliments I get. I just want someone to say wow
you're sexy. Is that really a hard thing to say to someone?? Anyways I just
turned 18 a couple days ago. But this story takes place when I was 17 years
old. It's about me and my older brother, Jeremy who was 22 at the time and
about something that may have happened between me and my dad.
Also before I start I would like to apologize for my vocabulary for
not being as vast as it could be. So I apologize in advance and I hope you
guys enjoy. And my grammar sucks too. :P (emoticons ftw...)
It started when I went to visit my brother Jeremy at his
University. We had planned a weekend where I would fly up from our hometown
to visit him and stay with him in his dorm room. I was all excited because
I hadn't seen my big brother in over a year. We were inseparable back home;
we would always talk about our day every night when I was younger. We
shared a bed room together so we would wait until our parents went to bed
and he'd tell me all about high school and all the girls he got. I really
idolize my brother he was the nicest guy on the planet and the girl that
ends up with him is a lucky lady.
My brother is about 6'0 to my 5'9. He has sandy blonde hair and has
a swimmer's body. He actually is a swimmer but I'll talk more about that
later on. He has hair on his chest but the hair is so blonde that you
wouldn't notice it unless you look closely...or feel his chest. He has deep
blue eyes that I sometimes find myself staring at because they're some of
the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. He truly is a hunk.
When I arrived at the airport I was greeted by my brother waiting
for me at the gate with open arms and a huge grin. His grin always made me
blush because it was always so...well...happy.
"I missed you bud," Jeremy said to me as he hugged me close.
"I missed you too bro," I said trying not to let him see how red my
face was.
Jeremy and I left the airport in his blue prius that our dad gave
him when he left home for university. I still wonder if my dad is going to
give me anything for when I leave for university next year. I doubt it will
be anything as cool as a prius...( By the way I hated that car. It
just...sucks) I figured my dad bought it for him as a bit of a practical
joke, my brother was into sports cars but instead he was stuck with a
prius. It was my dad's kind of messed up fatherly joke but hey at least he
has a car.
Eventually we arrived at Jeremy's residence where I was to stay in
his room for the weekend and then fly back home on Sunday night. It was
already around 12 on Friday night and we were both pretty exhausted.
Jeremy's room, like most dorm rooms, was small. There was only one
double bed in the room and a desk with his laptop on it. He had a couple
posters of some bands I had never heard of and a picture of some chick
naked with a guitar covering her pussy. I felt cool staying in his room
like we were kids again. Only this time, there were no parents to supervise
us.
"So squirt unfortunately I only have the one bed so we're going to
be bunking together over the next couple of days. That cool?" he asked me,
gesturing to the bed over his shoulder.
"Uhh sure," I said trying my best not to sound like a total
dork. "I didn't bring sweats or anything is it cool if I just sleep in my
boxers?"
"Yeah man it's cool," he said giving me another of his trade mark
grins. "I was going to sleep in mine anyways. It gets incredibly hot in
here sometimes. The air conditioner broke about a month ago and they still
haven't done anything to fix that. I guess that's res for you though."
"I guess so...," I yawned, exhausted from my flight in. My brother
took this as sign that we should go to bed now and get some rest for the
morning.
"Alright let's go to bed now, I have to get up early tomorrow
anyways," he said beginning to undress himself. "I've got a swim practice
tomorrow morning so I might be gone by the time you wake up. I'll be there
all afternoon if you want to come and swing by to watch if you'd like."
"Sure!" I said VERY enthusiastically. I hadn't seen my brother swim
since he left for school. Just looking around his room you could see all
the medals he'd won. Sorry, like I said I idolize my brother. Anyways, by
this point he was already in his skull boxer briefs whereas I was in a
black wife beater and euro style striped boxers which I didn't think that
my brother would see me in.
"Alright kid let's get some sleep," he said smacking me in the bum
and ruffling up my hair, "Nice tush."
I was blushing so noticeably that Jeremy had to laugh at my face.
"Shut up you loser," I said to him as I climbed underneath the
covers, half fuming half blushing. He got in on the other side and soon we
were sandwiched together in the small bed. He threw his strong arms around
me and I put my arm around his waist and put my head on his chest, feeling
his chest hair on my cheek. Our fronts touching but our packages were safe
enough away from each other's so that they didn't bump.
"I miss you a lot Reece," he said to me as he kissed the top of my
head. That was the last thing we said to each other before we drifted off
to sleep.
The morning came and just like Jeremy had said, he was gone. On his
desk was a sticky note saying to meet him at the campus gym. Now I have to
be honest I had to get a map to actually find the damn place. I also may
have had to stop and ask for directions...three times. But finally I got to
the pool, and there was my brother giving it his all doing laps. I found a
place on the bleachers and watched as he gracefully swam in the teal
coloured pool. (I use Canadian spelling because I'm Canadian if you were
wondering or hadn't figured that out.) Eventually my brother caught sight
of me and waved me down to the pool.
"Hey! How long have you been up there watching me?" he asked with
his trademark grin. You're just reading this story and I bet you're sick of
it.
"I just got here," I lied for some reason. I had been there for
about a half hour but I didn't want him knowing that.
"Well I'm almost done practice but I still want to swim for a
bit. Want to come for a swim with me?" I was excited that my brother had
asked me to train with him but I hadn't packed a swimsuit. I didn't think
I'd be spending my day with my brother in the pool.
"I don't have a swimsuit," I told him, trying to hide my sigh.
"I figured as much so I brought an extra one of my suits for
you. It's in locker number 452, here's the key," he said taking off the key
from his wrist and throwing at me. I reluctantly caught it and headed off
to the change room.
The change room itself was pretty barren. Not many guys in there at
all especially where Jeremy's locker was. I took out the key from my pocket
and opened the locker door. Inside the locker I found a plain white towel
and a blue Speedo. I was shocked; I had figured he'd bring me a pair of
board shorts or something. Looking around I quickly made up my mind and
stripped buck naked. My dick isn't the biggest it's about 5 inches soft and
about 7 hard but my balls are huge. Not like tennis ball huge but big
enough. As I put on the Speedo I noticed that my package was firmly
displayed in the suit. My bubble butt looked firm and almost tasty in
it. The suit seemed like it was a size too small but I wasn't about to
complain. I finally plucked up all my courage and headed out to the
swimming pool. My brother was standing outside the locker room in some kind
of Speedo short hybrid type of bathing suit.
"Haha hey sexy," he teased me as I tried to cover myself up with
the towel.
"Shut up! I feel like I'm on display here." My face slowly
beginning to turn red...again. (I blush way too much if you haven't
noticed.)
"There's no one here, don't be such a baby," I looked around and he
was right there were 0 people in the pool. So I did the only thing I felt
was appropriate at the time. I jumped into the pool doing a cannon ball
getting my brother completely soaked.
"Oh it's on," Jeremy chuckled as he dived into the water
gracefully. We horsed around for what felt like hours. We raced each other
across the pool, he always won of course and we dunked each other under the
water seeing how long we could stay under for. Eventually though Jeremy got
a hold of my Speedo and yanked it down. I let out a small yelp in surprise.
"Haha got your suit bro," he teased me waving my bathing suit in
the air. I was so embarrassed my brother was there holding my bathing suit
while I tried to simultaneously stay afloat and cover my now hardening
dick.
"Give it back Jeremy!" I said clearly not in the mood for this
game.
"Whatcha gonna do about it?" he said taunting me. I was too
humiliated to do anything at that point. I climbed out of the pool as fast
as I could grabbing my towel and wrapping it around my waist. I then ran to
the locker room to change back into my clothes. I heard Jeremy calling for
me but I was too quick for him and snuck out before he got to the locker.
As I was sitting on Jeremy's bed I wondered why he'd even grab my
suit. I mean sure we're brothers but we aren't five years old. You grow out
of that kind of thing...right? Soon I heard the lock turn and my brother
came in. He had an apologetic look on his face which told me he felt bad.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, "I shouldn't have done that."
"It's cool," I said trying to get past the awkward situation, "I'm
just really tired, I think I'm going to take a nap."
"Okay," he said looking a bit relieved, "Do you mind if I join
you?"
"It's your bed after all," I teased him. He laughed a little and we
both stripped. This time though I noticed that Jeremy was wearing the
Speedo I had worn earlier. I looked at him and he grinned.
"What can I say," he said blushing, "you made it look so good I had
to wear it." I rolled my eyes at him and we both climbed into bed. This
time Jeremy came around from behind me pulling me close into him so that
his body enveloped mine. His crotch nestled into my backside which made me
feel silly. Slowly I found myself drifting off to sleep with my brothers
lips pressed against my neck ever so lightly.
I awoke to a sound coming from next to me. As I looked over I saw
my brother was beating off. I had never seen Jeremy's dick hard before. His
balls weren't as big as mine but his dick sure had me beat. He was pumping
8 inches of meat with his eyes shut. He was breathing heavily, moaning ever
so slightly. His left hand was tweaking his nipple and his hips began to
buck. I didn't know what came over me but I grabbed his dick and started
pumping it. He looked up at me surprised but was too far gone by that point
to stop me. He was moaning saying, "Oh fuck Reece." Soon streams of cum
shot out of his cock and onto his chest and a bit of it landed on my
cheek. When he had finished cumming he took his finger and speared up the
jizz on my face. He took his finger and licked it clean. My dick began to
get hard at the sight. He looked like he was about to say something to me
but I pressed a finger to his lips and I planted a light kiss on his
lips. No tongue, no fierce heavy petting, just a simple light kiss on the
lips. I kicked off my boxers and Jeremy followed suit removing
his... well...suit. With that I turned on my side once more and we both
went back to sleep and stayed that way, with Jeremy's arms wrapped around
me, his now deflating semi hard cock pressed against my ass.
"I love you Reece," he whispered softly to me. And that was how my
second night with my brother ended.
We didn't talk about what happened last night the next morning. But
you could tell something had changed. We had no urge to get out of bed. We
just lay there naked, talking about our lives like we used to do. He told
me about his new girlfriend Angela though he said that it probably wasn't
going to work out. He told me that she was just a hot piece of pussy
because she was as dumb as a brick. I would twirl his chest hair in between
my fingers which he told me he liked. Though he didn't have to tell me his
cock certainly showed that he liked it. After awhile he sat up and said:
"I can't believe you have to go home tonight," he said with sad
puppy dog eyes, making his big blue eyes even bigger. I wanted to
understand what was going on...what had we become...were we any different
than before? My head was spinning and I wanted answers. But unfortunately
for me I didn't have enough time. But Jeremy didn't seem to need answers he
seemed to just enjoy the two of us being naked and brothers...with
benefits.
"I'm really horny bro," he whispered in my ear nibbling on it
making me let out a small gasp.
I slowly began to get hard as he began to hump my bubble butt. His
stiff rod began to pump up and down my crack. I began to jerk my cock as he
humped my ass with more need and urgency. He shooed away my hand and
replaced it with his own making me feel like I was in heaven. Eventually he
let out a loud cry as he blew his load on my back and ass. A few seconds
later I turned around to spray my load all over our fronts. We looked at
each other and smiled. But for some reason I felt wrong. This was my
brother I was doing these things with. I felt ashamed of myself and that I
had to stop this.
We cleaned ourselves off with the sheets (Jeremy said that they
needed to be cleaned anyways) put on clothes and headed to the airport. As
I stuffed myself inside his prius Jeremy looked at me and said:
"You know I love you right?" he said with a worried expression,
"Can what happened this weekend stay between just us bros?"
"Yeah yeah whatever," I said trying to play it cool. After driving
in the car for half an hour without saying anything, we finally arrived at
the airport. I was about to get out of the car when something caught hold
of my wrist. As I turned around to see what it was I felt Jeremy's lips on
mine as we kissed in the front seat of the car. I didn't stop him, but I
felt that I should've. These feelings I feel just felt so wrong but somehow
he's the only one who makes me feel that way.
"I have to go," I said seriously to him. His face looked sad but I
knew I had to try and resist those big blue eyes. With that I turned my
back on Jeremy and headed for home leaving whatever happened between us
behind me. I still don't even know what happened nor do I know how I feel
about him.
Now most authors at this point would release a second part so that
they could have more followers and stuff but I really just want advice. So
I'm going to keep writing about what happened when I got home because even
more shit hit the fan. This part of the story is about what happened
between me and my dad so if this material offends you then don't read the
following.
As I arrived back home my mom picked me up from the airport. She
asked me how the trip went but I couldn't tell her how I was feeling. I
quickly made up some lame excuse about having bad food on the plane ride
back and that I just wanted to sleep on the way back home.
"Well see that might be a bit of a problem," she said with a
furrowed expression.
"What do you mean?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Well you see your father may have accidentally flooded the house."
She said with a grin. You could tell that behind her grin was a furious
woman. I didn't get the specifics but apparently dad had been trying to fix
the upstairs bathroom sink and only made it worse. My dad is too stubborn
to call a handy man even if he knows he can't fix something himself. My
room which was adjacent to the bathroom had completely flooded and so she
told me that I'd have to sleep on the bed in the basement.
When we arrived home I was greeted by a huge bear hug from my
dad. My dad's name is Colin and he's 45 years old but he looks like he's
about 32. My dad is where my brother gets his good looks from. My dad like
Jeremy also has sandy blonde hair and blue eyes but he's a lot more
muscular then my brother. My dad's arms are huge and as he hugged me I
could feel them crushing my sides.
"Hey my peanut butter cup how was the trip?" my dad asked ruffling
my hair beaming a grand smile.
"See this is why I hate my name," I said with a groan.
"Well kid you're stuck with it," he chuckled. I guess my dad caught
my mom's look because all colour drained from his face for a moment. He
quickly regained composure and excused himself to the kitchen. I felt sorry
for my daddy; he was certainly in for an earful. I quietly maneuvered my
way to the den to play some halo so that I could stay out of my mom's war
path.
After a while of playing against some noob 15 year old in Ohio, my
dad came in and told me that he was going to go out for some drinks with
his buddies.
"I'll only be out for an hour or so," he told me, "I expect you to
be in bed by the time you get home though. I'll be sleeping on the couch
tonight so don't be scared if you hear any noises upstairs."
"Kay dad I was feeling tired anyways," I told him trying to act
nonchalantly.
"Alright I'll see you in the morning."
I left my dad to go upstairs to brush my teeth when I heard my mom
snoring soundly from the comforts of her room. It was only ten o'clock but
she was passed out for the night. No wonder my dad had only waited until
now to head out. If mom knew he was going out to the pub she would've
flipped. I took a quick shower to clean myself up a bit before bed. I
headed to my room to snag a pair of briefs from my drawer. Was the floor
ever soaking, I felt as if my floor had been replaced with a slip and
slide. I walked down to the small bed in the basement and quickly found
myself drifting to sleep.
I began dreaming of my brother and I back in his bed. I remembered
how he would whisper my name and nibble on my ear. I also dreamed of that
kiss, the kiss that haunted me yet excited me every second of my life. I
don't know how my parents would react if I told them what happened between
me and Jeremy. I's probably end up on the streets so fast I wouldn't even
have enough time to pack. I found myself being awoken from my dream as I
heard loud rumblings from upstairs.
I turned and looked at my clock to see that it was 2:00 a.m. Wow
dad sure must have fun with his buddies tonight. He's usually only stays
out for a couple of hours but I guess seeing as how mad mom was at him he
didn't exactly feel that safe at home. I heard a loud flop sound followed
the sounds of our upstairs couch springs. I tried my best to ignore them as
I tried to fall back asleep.
After about 15 minutes I heard my dad get up and start walking
around again. I saw my dad stumbling his way down the stairs, holding on to
the railing for dear life. He wasn't wearing anything but a pair of grey
briefs. I hadn't seen my dad dressed like that for a few years and I had
forgotten what a strong chest he had. He also had a lot more chest hair
then Jeremy, he had a blonde carpet on his chest. And his abs were so hot,
I kicked myself silently for being too lazy to go to the gym with him.
"Hey, you awake champ?" he slurred.
"Yeah dad, I'm up," I yawned at him trying to make him a little
guilty for waking me up.
"Umm the couch is really uncomfortable...," he began.
"Get in," I sighed. I felt like the roles here were completely
reversed. Isn't the kid supposed to be the one complaining to their parents
that they can't sleep? My dad gave me a drunken smile and jumped onto the
bed making me fly off the bed. I rolled my eyes at him and he just
laughed. Clearly someone had a little too much to drink. He pulled the
covers over us and snuggled up to me.
"Night Reece," he said into my shoulder as I felt him drifting off
to sleep.
"Night Daddy," I whispered back to him and closed my eyes. After
about 15 minutes I was about to fall asleep when suddenly I felt my dad
shove his brief clad package into my rear. I tried to ignore and go back to
sleep but I felt his hands caressing my pecks and he began to tweak my
nipples. Oh god my dad was having a sex dream and he was acting it out on
me. Hopefully he'll stop soon I thought to myself.
No luck, I felt his hand slowly lowering to where my briefs covered
my crotch. I felt his hand slide into the waist band as he began to play
with my pubes. My dad all the while was grinding his now hard fat package
into my butt. I figured my dad has done so much for me that I'd just let
him do this quickly and I'd just go to sleep afterwards.
"Reece," I heard him breathe out a sigh in his sleep. Wait! Was my
dad having a sex dream about me? Or was he awake right now fully aware of
what he was doing. His hand stopped playing with my pubes and it slipped
even lower grabbing on to my semi-hard cock. He began to pump it as his
humping got progressively harder. I couldn't handle it I had to leave. I
quickly jumped out of the bed and ran to the couch. My brother was one
thing but my father as well? I felt sick to my stomach. I pulled a blanket
over my body and finally got some sleep.
The next morning my dad asked why I had moved to the couch and I
just told him that his snoring kept me up. He laughed heartily at that, I
guess he really didn't have any recollection of the night. After that
things seemed to go back to normal. Eventually I was able to sleep in my
room and life went back to the way it was.
Which brings me to now; I haven't spoken to my brother since
that...incident in his dorm room. And I can't look at my father anymore
without getting a massive boner. I feel wrong but after reading some of
these stories I feel like I could do something about it but I'm too scared
about what might happen between us if I act on my feelings. So if any of
you have been in similar situations or have similar experiences can you
help me out?
Email me at : thepiecesofreece@gmail.com because I would love to hear
feedback. Thanks a bunch and I'm hoping to hear from you.